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Seven hundred and ninetieth chapters open the cannon to scare people to death

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    The gun tower of Zhaogu Village.

    Zhao Dakang, a soldier of the Imperial Association Army, stood on the top of the gun tower, his eyes kept looking into the distance. This morning, there was some fog in the mountains, and the surroundings looked hazy, and some could only see two or three kilometers away.

    "Come on, smoke one." Beside him, his companion Wang Shanyao said to him, and handed him a cigarette.

    So, Zhao Dakang reached out to take it, then lowered his head, faced the match lit by Wang Yam, took two puffs, and lit the cigarette.

    Anyway, it's all right, so when I turned my head, I leaned my body against the wall on the top of the blockhouse, and chatted while smoking.

    "The independent cavalry regiment of the Eighth Route Army is really powerful. Have you heard of it? One of Taijun's divisions went to encircle and suppress the Huangyadong Armory, but the entire division was eaten by them." Wang Shanyao said in a low voice.  .

    There are only two devil soldiers in their blockhouse, and they still can't speak Chinese. They usually greet each other with gestures. Therefore, such exchanges are not afraid of being heard by the little devils.

    "A division? How is that possible?" Zhao Dakang said: "Is it possible that the Eighth Route Army is all gods? How can they do it? There are only so many people in a regiment, how could it be possible to eat up a division of the Imperial Army."

    Zhao Dakang didn't believe it.

    "Yes, they must be gods." Wang Shanyao said: "The princes still want to cover up this matter, but the news has spread a long time ago. Yesterday, I went to the Wife Mountain stronghold to hear it with my own ears.  You said, a division of the imperial army, if the entire army is wiped out, it will kill rivers of blood, this independent regiment of the Eighth Route Army, it is said that there are five battalions of cavalry, each with a machine gun, that is called a tough one."

    Zhao Dakang shook his head: "I don't believe it. In the Eighth Route Army, each person only has three bullets. Where did they get so many machine guns? Do they have bullets? In our area of ??Shanxi, only Li Yunlong has this ability."

    Li Yunlong's name has long been spread in Shanxi. This commander of the Eighth Route Army is very bullish and has done many great things. If he is the commander, it is still possible.

    Hearing Zhao Dakang's words, Wang Shanyao opened his eyes wide: "How do you know? This independent cavalry regiment of the Eighth Route Army is Li Yunlong's regiment leader. He is amazing! It is said that just half a month ago, his independent cavalry regiment  , and brought down Datong City."

    "Datong City?" Zhao Dakang still didn't believe it: "If you want to fight Datong City, you must have cannons. Where did the Eighth Route Army get the cannons?"

    "Maybe there are no other troops, but this independent cavalry regiment of the Eighth Route Army is strong and strong. It has what it wants, let alone cannons, and it may have aircraft." Wang Shanyao said: "The imperial army's divisions are said to be the last  The remaining tens of thousands of people gathered in Guanjia'ao, but they were killed by the plane, and the plane was conjured by Li Yunlong's method."

    Wang Shanyao's words were extremely evil, Zhao Dakang didn't know the truth or falsehood, at this time he glanced at Wang Shanyao, and always felt that this person who is not sure about the door is not serious at all, so it may not be true.

    If it's true, it's not bad!  Their Zhaogu village artillery tower is less than a hundred miles away from the Huangyadong arsenal. Does this mean that this army can be easily wiped out?

    While he was smoking, he glanced outside. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly threw the half-smoked cigarette at his feet. Then, he opened his eyes wide and looked into the distance.

    Someone is coming!

    The mist is slowly dissipating. In the mist, a cavalry is coming quickly. At first, it is not clear, only the shadow can be seen. However, the shadow is getting clearer and clearer, and the galloping horse can already be seen.  The Eighth Route Army in khaki military uniform on horseback!

    "Alarm, alert, the Eighth Route Army is coming!" Zhao Dakang shouted loudly: "Wang Yam, hurry up, wake up everyone!"  A shot was fired.

    This shot instantly awakened everyone in the entire blockhouse, and the little devil Qiao Mu Erlang ran up with a 38-cap.  For little devils, machine guns are also very precious. There are only two devil soldiers stationed in the gun tower here, and there are no machine guns at all.

    "Baga, what's going on? Why did you shoot?" Qiao Mu Erlang asked chatteringly.

    Although the language was barrier, Zhao Dakang knew what the devil was asking, and pointed his fingers down again and again.  At this moment, his fingers were still trembling.

    Qiao Mu Erlang looked over, and his expression changed immediately.

    At this time, the cavalry had already slowed down and stopped two miles away from the gun tower. Then, behind the troops of the Eighth Route Army, the ropes on the horses were untied. Then, two Eighth Route Army troops  Warrior, pushing something over here.

    ?What is it?

    Qiao Mu Erlang opened his eyes wide: "Baga, the imperial army's 41-style mountain artillery! The Eighth Route Army, how can there be such a artillery?"

    The thin and thin Zhao Hailong's face is full of excitement. The infantry battalion he is in has finally become a cavalry battalion. They are finally the strongest cavalry unit. Everyone is extremely excited. As for today, they are even more arrogant.  , Take the mountain cannon to attack the cannon tower!

    Outside the range of the opponent's rifle, Zhao Hailong's subordinates opened the cannon, and then, holding a trumpet made of white iron in his hand, shouted at it.

    "Hey, listen up, people above! We are the Independent Cavalry Regiment of the Eighth Route Army! Now, please surrender immediately! Otherwise, we will fire!" Although Zhao Hailong's body is thin and thin, his voice is extremely loud. Today's battle,  It will definitely go well.

    I have cannons!

    The Eighth Route Army, Independent Cavalry Regiment!

    Just now we were talking about this army, but Zhao Dakang didn't believe it. He felt that what Wang Shanyao said about cavalry, machine guns and the like were all nonsense. How could he have thought that he had underestimated this army. They not only had cavalry, but  Machine guns, people have cannons!

    No matter what caliber it is, it is still a cannon. If the other party fires a cannon like this, the whole cannon will fly into the sky!

    Thinking of this, Zhao Dakang's calf began to tremble.

    "Baga, what are you shouting down there?" At this moment, another devil, Yamamoto, also came up, and also asked the crowd with the 38 cover in his hand.

    "Surrender, surrender, don't kill." Zhao Dakang said while raising his hands and gesticulating.

    The little devil suddenly understood, Qiao Mu Erlang raised his foot, and kicked Zhao Dakang's chest: "Baga! Whoever dares to surrender will die!"

    "Hey!" Zhao Dakang was kicked by the little devil, and he took a few steps back. When he reached the entrance of the building, he suddenly rolled down the ladder.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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